"My hand broken"

So it all started last Friday night when Spencer fell down at Auntie Sues house in Toronto. No big deal, the kid falls all the time. He cried for a second and then was off and running again until Auntie Sues pointed out that his thumb was bent a little funny. Off to the ER again. I must say that "having an in with Doctors" is the only way to go to the ER. Since Auntie Sues works at the hospital it didn't take too long to get the x-rays and see a Hand Doctor. By the way the Doctor that saw us has been in training since 1998, WOW!

After seeing a few more Doctors and splinting his Thumb, it was decided that he would need to have surgery. Nobody has ever looked so good in a hospital gown, which we now own because when Spencer woke up he didn't want to let go of it and since he was screaming his head off he got to keep it, just don't tell. Does that mean we stole it?

This picture was taken after waking him after the surgery. He was not happy at all and screamed for about 45 min. Most of the time he had his eyes closed and was basically screaming in his sleep. Notice the blood on my shirt, it is from his IV when they took it out. The same thing happens to me every time.

After he finished screaming and had a couple packages of fruit snacks (we are getting ready to go on vacation and have no food in the house, by this time the poor guy hasn't eatin for about 20 hours), he was up and at it. These are my cute surfer dudes catching some waves. He is still wearing the hospital socks in this picture and would still be wearing them if he hadn't peed on them. He loved them.

So how is he doing you might ask? Well he now has a black eye from bonking heads with Preston while surfing and then this morning he was jumping of the couch and bit his gum somehow and has a fat lip and swollen gum. So basically things are back to normal, except for the cast which he hates and continually asks me to take it off and when I say no he tells me "my arm broken".

Wish us luck while on Vacation in AZ. At least they have a really good Children's hospital there. If I don't get to blog before the 25th. Merry Christmas!

Going under the knife

Spencer will be going into surgery tomorrow to fix his finger. I am a little on the nervous side and cannot sleep so I thought I would post and beg you all to say a little prayer for him. He goes in tomorrow at 10am and I will post the outcome later that day.
Wish us luck

Spencer,Spencer, SPENCER!

For those who have received our Christmas letter, please rip it up and burn it. For those who haven't received it-you may never get it because I firmly believe that it is bringing us bad luck. If you don't have a clue what I am talking about well Garett wrote in the letter that we haven't had to go to the ER yet with our boys. Since the day we mailed out the first batch of letters(2 weeks ago) we have gone twice and had a dozen trips to the Doctors office. (these multiple trips take time I could be using to get the rest of the Christmas Cards sent)
This last Weekend while in Toronto. Spencer fell and dislocated his thumb. Except is isn't as easy as putting it back in place. We are going to a specialist today and he may be in a cast or he may be getting surgery. I'll keep you all informed.

On a happier note, Preston went to the Dentist for the first time and did a really good job. He has no cavities and a perfect smile. Yeah!

Tanglewood lights

There is a park here that used to be a plantation, it is really nice and has all sorts of things to do. For Christmas they put on a light show. It cost money to get in so we decided to go with friends and split the cost. It was awesome. Seriously, I haven't seen so many light at one place before. I would say it was about an 3 mile loop of all lights. They also had a bonfire where you could use marshmallows and get hot chocolate. The boys loved it almost as much as I did.


They have stables at the park so there were a few really good horse ones. This one actually went in a circle.

This is what our van looked like. By the way all of these pictures were taken with our new, black friday camera. It works great!

We are a happy family! (Salta was waiting for us in the car)

Who Am I?

Maybe it is because he has fallen on his head a lot or maybe it was the seziure. Whatever the reason is Spencer no longer knows who he is. If you ask him what his name is he tells you it is DAX, which is the name of his friend and his cousin. Sometimes he says his name is Salta or Preston. I guess it is not to different from Preston pretending he is a different animal everyday.
Maybe I'll be daddy today, they never have to do much! (j/k)

Christmas Letter Addendum

All of you should have received your Christmas Letter from us and if you haven't then we are waiting for you address update (please email me). Well Garett pointed out that we haven't had to make a trip to the ER, well that is no longer true. Last night Spencer was driven to the hospital in an ambulance (he calls them woowoos). He had a febrile (fever induced) seizure. Truly the scariest thing that I have been through as a mother. He is fine now (no permanent damage and will likely not happen again) and is acting as if nothing has happened, I of course am still freaking out and won't let him out of my sight.
Looking back I am amazed at how blessed we are and how we had so much help and support when we needed it. After talking to 911 I called my neighbor who's husband is a doctor, he wasn't home but she quickly came over without being asked to get Preston and to help until the paramedics came (she is a nurse). When we showed up at the ER, two men from our church who are doctors were waiting for us (just to help out). They were off duty but stayed late for us. I am so grateful for there presence, it calmed me down and let me know things would be OK. However, no matter how blessed I felt I don't want to go though that whole thing again.

Birds of a Feather, destroy together

Preston is really into animals. He love to learn about them and then pretend to be them. Lately he has be into birds and their nest. So the other day I was cleaning the kitchen and not really paying to much attention to the boys. I went into the living room and this is what I found.I asked what is was and I was told it was a bird nest. They got every cushion and pillow in the house and made it extra soft for the birds to lay their eggs. The boys then showed me how they were the eggs and they were "popping" out of their shells.

Preston has a really great imagination and Spencer is learning quickly!!!